Guardians -Welcome to the Wild Wild West

[Super Girl]

Lucy laughs at Linda's complaint, and then looks over her own suit reflexively, checking to see that everything was where it should be. "Its not that bad, I mean, it feels kind of nice to be supported, I wouldn't really want to be bobbing around, I mean it could be worse, we could be some of those people who really really really should not wear spandex. I mean I at least I'm kind of used to stuff like this from modeling fashion, but, can you imagine being a fly on the wall in the men's locker room? I really hope this stuff does not ride up." the starlet says crinkling her nose in a pretty frown.

At Linda's comment about the men stuffing themselves down south Lucy breaks into gales of giggles. "Oh god, any bets on who stuffs themself more?" she asks between silvery peals of laughter. "You don't think they picked these uniforms for the morale of the troops cause there are so many girls do you?"

 

[Gideon]

Boy's Locker Room:

"Don't make me beat any of you for embarrassing my sister. And I don't think I would do much starin at Linda. Well, not if you want all your teeth for much longer." Steve finds his way over to the door and leans on the door jam that Chris isn't perched on.

Mason, now dressed in the same black and silver spandex as the rest of you stands and starts heading for the door. "We probably have to wear these cause Savage wants a free peep show. I don't have me equipment either, probably trying to make a training accident." A look of disgust is clearly written across his face at the mention of Lt. Col. Savage. He makes his way out the door.

Lightspeed
You hear the audible growl that comes from Steve as he rests on the door jam. "Thoughtless wh..." As you look over, Steve has his eyes closed and you can see a vein angrily throbbing in his neck.

Girl's Locker Room:
"TITAN! Ewwwww....he is such a poser!. Kyle is a real man...at least I'd have fun finding out." A predatory grin spreads over Sandra's face as she gives a few hip pumps to the air and the giggles a lot like your little sister. "I bet Brandon stuff's himself the most. I mean he is a" she holds up her hands and makes the quotation marks "jock." Her giggles start again as she gives the room a wink and wave on her way out the door.

Longhorn
Lindsey startles out of her facination with the ground when you direct the question towards her. As her head whips up and her hair shifts out of the way you can see a long jagged angry red scar across her throat.

I never thought to make them a 12 year old girl. I guess...that makes me a mind witch.

The feel of the thought is one of general shyness and more than a little embarrassment. You almost can feel Lindsey's horror and complete embarassment at Lucy's joke about 'people who shouldn't wear spandex'. Although you are adept at reading body language this gut feeling goes way beyond anything you've experienced before.

Karma
You see Lindsey jerk when Linda asks her a question and you realize that you had mostly forgotten about her until then, preoccupied with the more out-spoken, confident, and cuter other girls. As you mention 'Girls who shouldn't wear spandex' you easily see her flinch as if struck by a whip. Now that you see her in tight spandex you realize she is less fit than the rest of you. She isn't fat but she isn't sculpted either.

 

[Synchronicity]

Lightspeed, 4/4, 0S/0L

"Don't make me beat any of you for embarrassing my sister. And I don't think I would do much starin at Linda. Well, not if you want all your teeth for much longer." Steve finds his way over to the door and leans on the door jam that Chris isn't perched on.

Chris smiles easily. "Not to worry; I'm always a perfect gentleman. And as for Linda...well, it might be w-"

You hear the audible growl that comes from Steve as he rests on the door jam. "Thoughtless wh..." As you look over, Steve has his eyes closed and you can see a vein angrily throbbing in his neck.

He breaks off abruptly at Steve's reaction. "Hey, everything OK? What, was it something I said?"

 

[Super Girl]

Karma 4hp/4hp Max, 0S/0L

"I don't know, all the serve your country stuff is good and all, but give me Tim Robbins any day of the week." Lucy says mentioning one of the hotter new 20 something actors. "He's much cuter in person, and you wouldn't have to put up with little things like running off to save the country." she jokes.

When Lucy sees Lindsey give a start at Linda's question, and then flinch at her joke about people who should not wear spandex, Lucy feels a tinge of guilt and confusion. She hand't meant the girls here, none of them were really out of shape, she had just been talking about the men who would also be wearing the stuff, something which should be against the law any way you looked at it. Sighing to herself in frustration at Lindsey not understanding what she meant, and at the girl's low self-esteem. "There really should be a law against men wearing something this tight, I at least hope that theirs are looser, other wise this is so going to be a press nightmare, everyones just gonna think they are gay or something." the starlet explains, doing her best to reassure Lindsey that she had not been talking about her when she had made the comment, without calling attention to it to embaress the girl any further. I mean she could get a little more toned, but she doesn't look that bad or anything, I guess she just feels embaressed around me and Linda and Sandra

[ooc: not sure what skill this would be, I think Diplomacy is the closest.]

 

[Keia]

Brandon Laine (Phoenix) 4/4 0/S 0/L Armor +8

Boy's Locker Room:

"You played reciever? I used to be a tail back before I shrunk. Fell asleep in the bath tub after a game...woke up and was half my height and drowning. Don't try that at home."

“Whoa, seriously? That’s out there,” Brandon commented, not really sure how to reply.

Once he's done putting it on, Kevin postures in a heroic stance, a big grin streaking across his face. "Hey, we're all one big super-team!"

“Yup, big darn heroes,” Brandon replied.

Brandon remained rather oblivious to anything going on in the locker room. It was definitely weird putting on a uniform without putting on pads first, but that was the way they wanted it. At the last moment he grabbed his shades and put them on. Brandon cracked his neck from side to side, shrugged his shoulders, then made his way back into the common area.

“Let’s do this,” Brandon added, walking back into the pod room.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Tornado, 4/4

Tryler looks at himself in the mirror and blushes. He takes his leather jacket and wraps it around his waist. "Um, I'm not likin' the outfits. They're indescent. Ahm no ballet star. This is embarassin'." He starts to spin in mid air, faster and faster until all hat can be seen of him is a black and gray blur. His jacket flies off of him and he just stays spinning "This is going to get annoying."He will follow the others only stopping the spinning once he can sit down at the table.

 

[Calinon]

"Yeah, it aint us girls that gotta worry about how we look in this stuff. The guys already know where we curve, while we get to learn the big secret. Huh, guess I won't be the only Johnson on display," she says with a laugh.

"Now quit your worryin', sis," she says, going over and linking her arm in Lindsey's. "There aint no need for it. Besides, by the time the guys stop droolin' Lucy and Sandra, you and me'll already be back in here changin' into something less grabby." With that, she'll lead the girl out to the 'pod' room.

 

[Super Girl]

"They are pretty revealing, I mean I have a Bikini that leaves more to the imagination." Lucy jokes, and when Linda kids about learning the big secret she leans in to her her and Lindsey conspiratorily "It might not be such a big secret," she kids with a wink. She puts her arm over Lindsey's ther shoulder and confides. "Its really not any of us that have anything to hide, I mean, all of us look good, its the boys that are going to be pitching a fit, I garauntee." She walks out arm and arm with the other girls, whispering, "lets whistle at one of the guys, they'll go soo red."

 

[Calinon]

"I think I'll leave that to you and Sandra," Linda laughs. "I don't think I can tease the guys and beat them for doin' that to me. If I stay quiet, option two remains open."

 

[Gideon]

Training Day

Girl's Locker Room:

Lindsey easily falls under the sway of the combined charm and swagger of Lucy and Linda. As the three of you head back out to the hallway you 'hear' psychic giggiling followed by Lindsey's 'voice' in your heads.

Tim Robbins is cute but I really like Bobby from Y Tides. Aren't you and him dating, Lucy?

OOC: Bobby Drake is the cute featured kid in one of the newest boy bands to hit the N.A.A.

Boy's Locker Room:

Chris
Steve opens his eyes and looks over at you with a bit of surprise in his face and then it clears up and is replaced by that crooked devilish smile. "Sorry, was talkin to myself. I hope you aren't the perfect gentlemen, that'd be awefully boring for you." With a wink, Steve heads out through the door. You quickly follow.

Hallway outside of the 'pod' room:

Brandon:
As you step out of the locker room you find your eyes automatically roaming to Sandra as she is steping into one of the strange looking 'pods'. Its side is rotated up as if some kind of strange car door.

Lt. Col. Savage waves you over and as you walk through the threshold you feel a band of tingling start at your head and go to your feet leaving a shiver of cold in its wake.

A woman's warm voice radiates from the wall speaker next to you. "Welcome Brandon Laine, Pheonix. Fire Control level Mu primary. VRT chamber 8 is assigned to you." You can see silver numbers painted on the sides of each 'pod'.

As you step into your chamber a tech comes by to help you get correctly settled. "Please take off your sunglasses." As you remove your glasses the tech shivers slightly. "The patches go on your temples." With a sidelong look the tech hurries off to help the others.

Linda, Lindsey, Lucy, Travis, Kevin, Chris, Steve
As both sexes exit into the hallway there is some sight-seeing from both sides but the show is quickly ended as Lt. Col. Savage calls out to you from inside of the hazily lit 'pod' room. You can all see Mason and Brandon stepping into 'pods' through panels that use to be covered by what looks to be some kind of futuristic car door.

Lt. Col. Savage's voice cuts straight through the increasingly loud hum of electronics. "Step into the VRT room one at a time."

You instictively jump to follow his command and step through one at a time. As each of you walk through the threshold you feel a band of tingiling start at your head and go to your feet leaving a shiver of cold in its wake.

A warm womanly voice greets each of in the same manner as you enter.
"Welcome Steven Werr, Leprechaun. Probablity manipulation level mu, VRT chamber 4 is assigned to you."

Each of you are assigned a chamber and short seconds after you settle into the soft leather seats a tech comes over to place two medical patches to your temples. From these patches snake a small collection of multicolored wires. "Good luck 2cnd Lt."

Everone
The chamber door slides down and clicks shut. You find yourself blind as the complete darkness envelopes you. Your eyes begin blinking rapidly until all of a sudden a bright light shines down into your squinting eyes.

Roman Coliseum:
You and your teamates stand in a semi-circle on a soft sand floor. As you look around you can't help but feel dwarfed by the towering bleachers and magnificent archs that encircle the arena. These features sit perched some 15 feet off of the sand floor safely hiding atop a wall of stone.

"We don't have the resources for you to blow up robot after robot and not all of you have the control to not kill each other. Virtual reality will serve as our training grounds. Your opponent today will be Sgt Ed Brano and 6 MK 193's. You are to destroy both the Sgt and his robots. Have fun, kids." Lt. Col. Savage's voice fills the world.

A mechanical voice comes from an armor clad man standing in the 2cnd position with what looks like a miniature black Space Ship Earth on his head. "Probably got off on being god."

Six shapes rise from the sand some hundread feet from your circle. The metal caricatures of humanity unfold themselves from their collapsed rectangular form and stand upon their metallic legs. As you watch the robots expand a new form suddenly appears behind them. This form stands seven feet tall with what seems to be a sharp blocky body and a large cannon barrel where his left forearm and hand should be.

OOC: That makes it combat. You have all of your super-science devices as well as all of your mutant powers.